Chu Li stood outside the Fairy's Capital and looked at the towering city.
This was an old city that had existed for thousands of years. For thousands of years, in this city, there had been countless tragedies of separation and reunions, the destruction of nations, the rise and fall of prosperity and decline.
The city wall was a hundred meters high, like a thirty-story building in the future. It covered the sky and the people were like ants.
The bricks of the city were covered with moss and retained the traces of time.
Chu Li stood under the city and looked at it for a while. He led his horse into the towering city gate. The guard looked at his waist tag and waved his hand to let him go.
As soon as he stepped into the city, he was greeted by the hustle and bustle of the city. There were hawkers, bargaining sounds, laughter, and curses.
He led his horse and walked slowly through the crowd. After walking for five miles, there was another tall and mighty city gate in front of him. This was the inner city gate. The inspection was stricter. There were more than ten guards at the gate. All of them were spirited and sharp. They were all people who had been on the battlefield.
Chu Li had the Scribe waist tag of the House of High Dukes. He walked for more than ten miles and finally arrived in front of a tall Imperial Residence.
There was a plaque on top of the gate. 'Imperial Residence of Prince An' was hung. The three big words were shining in gold.
The gate was covered with yellow glazed tiles. The ten-meter tall gate was painted red and shiny. The rows of copper nails were shiny.
Under the tall gate, the four Scribes in front of the gate seemed short but their eyes were like lightning. They stared at Chu Li and his horse coldly.
Chu Li first tied the horse to the hitching post at the side and walked to the steps of the Public House's entrance. He closed fist saluted and said in a clear voice, "Rank two Scribe of the Yi Public House, Chu Li, has been ordered to deliver a letter to King An."
His voice was calm but it slowly spread out. The entire Imperial Residence could probably hear him.
The four Scribes stared at him coldly. They thought his voice was too loud.
A small door opened and a middle-aged man in embroidered clothes walked out. He stood on the steps and looked at Chu Li. He asked calmly, "The Yi Public House?"
Chu Li nodded, "Yes."
"Give me the letter." The middle-aged man in embroidered clothes slowly extended his hand.
His face was like jade. He was handsome and had an elegant temperament. He was like a well-read middle-aged Confucian scholar. He did not look like a gatekeeper.
Chu Li sighed. The gatekeeper of the Imperial Residence was also extraordinary.
He took out the letter and walked up nine steps to the man. He handed over the letter.
The middle-aged man took the letter and glanced at it. He said lazily, "Since it's from the Yi Public House, come in."
Chu Li gave a fist salute.
The middle-aged man entered the small door lazily, and Chu Li followed behind him. He did not bat an eyelid at his rudeness. He would teach him a lesson when he entered the Imperial Residence of King An in the future. Now was not the time to act up.
The middle-aged man entered the residence and waved his hand to summon a delicate and pretty maid. "Arrange a guest room for this person from the Yi Public House."
"Yes, Chief Zhu." The delicate maid responded respectfully and curtsied at Chu Li. "Young Master, please follow me."
Chu Li nodded and smiled. He activated the Omniscient Mirror to look at Chief Zhu and secretly raised his eyebrows.
Indeed, he was not a gatekeeper, but the Chief of the External Residence of the Imperial Residence. When he heard Chu Li's self-introduction, When he heard that they were from the Yi Public House, he personally came out to see how the scribes from the Yi Public House looked like.
Chu Li followed the maid through a moon-shaped door and arrived at a small courtyard.
He activated the Omniscient Mirror and stared at Chief Zhu in his mind. He watched as he passed through three courtyards and arrived at a spacious and empty courtyard. He stopped at the white jade steps in the main hall and said respectfully, "Your Royal Highness, a scribe from the Yi Public House is here to deliver a letter."
Chu Li saw it in his mind. In the study room of the main hall sat a middle-aged man in his forties. His square face was sallow and sickly, and he had a straight nose. He had triangular eyes and an ordinary appearance.
He gently stroked the three strands of whiskers on his chin and thoughtfully stared at a book.
Chu Li smiled at the maid and sat at the stone table in the courtyard. He took a sip of tea and knew that this middle-aged man was the fourth son of the Prince, King An.
His Omniscient Mirror also saw it. Looking at the spacious and empty courtyard, there were ten Grandmasters standing in the dark, protecting King An in the middle. These Grandmasters were not inferior to Zhao Qingshan and the others. They hid in the dark like statues, motionless.
Other than that, there were no maids in the courtyard, only King An.
King An put down the book and opened the window, "From the Yi Public House?"
"Yes," Chief Zhu softened his voice and said respectfully, "Rank two Scribe, Chu Li personally delivered the letter."
No matter which residence, be it the House of High Dukes or the Imperial Residence, the scribes were all rank nine. Rank two was already an impressive rank. As the Chief of the Outer Residence, he was only a rank four, but that young boy was actually a rank two.
However, even if he was rank four, he was still a rank four of the Imperial Residence, which was more honorable than the House of High Dukes. Naturally, he did not have to bow down to this boy!
"Hmm, rank two Scribe. It should be an important letter. Bring it up," King An said lightly.
Chief Zhu walked to the window under the plum tree and presented the letter with both hands.
King An tore open the seal and took it out to read it slowly. His sallow face became darker and darker, causing Chief Zhu to tremble.
"Heh!" King An slammed the window frame and sneered.
Chief Zhu carefully raised his head.
King An scoffed, "Elder Zhu, your brother is dead!"
"What?!" Chief Zhu was shocked. He quickly said, "How could this be?"
"He was killed halfway!" King An sneered, "It seems that he did not respect me, King An!"
Chief Zhu's face darkened, "Your Royal Highness, I only have this one brother …"
"Alright, alright. I thought it was a good job, but it turned out to be a job that would cost one his life. Who can you blame?" King An impatiently waved his hand, "Weren't you the one who begged me to put your brother in?"
"Your Royal Highness, who did it?" Chief Zhu's eyes were spitting fire as he gritted his teeth.
"Heir to the High Duke said that it was the Ren Public House!" King An sneered, "You can only believe half of it. Go and call the Scribe here!"
"Yes!" Chief Zhu said in a deep voice.
Chu Li activated the Omniscient Mirror to its limit and looked at King An's mind.
King An watched Chief Zhu leave and threw the letter on the table. He sneered and shook his head.
Chu Li was shocked and frowned.
The Imperial Residence of An had planted an informant among the Messengers. He informed the Ren Public House and used the Ren Public House to kill the Messengers.
The goal was to not marry Siao Shi.
It was a taboo for the Royal Highness to have a marriage with the High Duke's Public House. Moreover, it was the position of the Princess. Once he ascended to the throne, the Princess would become the Empress. The Yi Public House would become a powerful force that would be difficult to control.
More importantly, there was no need to mention the Empress. If he married the Lady of the Yi Public House, he would not have any hope of inheriting the throne. He would not be able to become the Emperor.
As a prince, he was only one step away from the position where life and death were in his hands. How could he be willing to do that!
Therefore, he did everything he could to destroy it. Killing the Messengers in the Public House was only the first step. There were more methods. If it did not work, there was still the last step. He heard that Siao Shi's health was not good. If she died of illness, no one would say anything. He could also cut off the connection with the Yi Public House.
Chu Li sat by the stone table and frowned. He was furious.
As expected of the royal blood, his nature was cold and heartless.
The younger brother of the Chief of the Outer Residence was sacrificed without hesitation in order to avoid suspicion. Such a temperament was really disappointing.
Compared to him, the Yi Public House's Siao Tieying, Siao Shi and Siao Qi were like naive children. If they really fought with him, they would not be his match. Fortunately, Siao Qi could see through people's hearts and see through his evil intentions.
However, the moment Siao Qi could see King An, everything would be set in stone. It would be too late to say anything.
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